Spiritual Energy Rejuvenation: I Began Cultivating By Farming Chapter 1158: 699

Chapter 1158: Chapter 699

Lai Jianlin paused for a mont, searching through his mind—there didn’t seem to be any Sakura in the area!

Sakura? Does our Ancient Xia Country even cultivate such flowers?

Sakura isn’t a Spirit Plant, so why does it carry such a distinct fragrance?

In the Mortal Country, the most prized flowers include Peony and other visually stunning blooms. But these aren’t counted as Spirit Plants. The Spirit Grass and Spirit Plants used by cultivators for crafting Pills are far more precious!

For these cultivators, they wouldn’t bother with such mundane flowers. Perhaps only certain kinds of people would use this scent for so special purpose!

The Mortal Country regards Peony as its national flower, while Sakura, on the other hand, holds little importance. It seems unlikely anyone would specifically cultivate it. Could it be that this flower requires a unique locale for cultivation?

And it wasn’t just Lai Jianlin pondering these questions. The group of won here on assignnts were also wracking their brains—it seed none of them had encountered a flower with such a fragrance before!

If they hadn’t encountered it before, their curiosity was piqued. But none seed to think this aroma ca from a Spiritual Flower. Could it be that spies were using this fragrance as a signal? Could these spies represent a certain country?

Perhaps it’s tied to the national flower of so country?

As the night passed, news spread. The notorious rapist had been eliminated—along with word that so accomplices carried a distinct sll, the aroma of Sakura!

In the monster-hunting inner periter, aside from regular monster-hunting Human Immortals, patrol squads receiving this intel began focusing on individuals bearing peculiar scents or traits. Anyone exuding Demonic Qi alongside a strange floral aroma—these people were flagged for investigation!

As for the outer periter, the elimination of the rapist circulated widely, and now no one believed the streets would remain safe from attractive n and won. After all, didn’t reports say the rapist’s accomplices were still active?

Bian Shasha heard that the rapist had been killed. Though he was her first man, she felt no sadness upon hearing of his death. Instead, she felt sothing in her heart loosen—a long-contained resentnt and anger had finally dissipated. After all, he was the one who had ruined her life!

Far from grieving, she felt relieved. Anyway, she now had other n—and even a husband in na. Her first man and her current man were both here, and if fate dictated they were to cross paths one day, so be it.

With the death of that black-clad man, many secrets died with him. As long as she disguised herself, who would uncover his past?

As for her forr fellow disciples, so long as she changed her appearance, could those n and won who had interacted with him recognize her now?

She planned not to et them personally—after disguising herself, even if one or two forr brothers or sisters accidentally popped up before her, as long as she didn’t give confirmation, she could live her life freely!

Bian Shasha reassured herself this way. She was living more freely now, and she scoffed at the idea that a woman must remain loyal to one man. The Immortal Cultivation Path was so long—n could have multiple wives and concubines, so why couldn’t won have male companions?

She was aware of the patrols on the streets, so she knew better than to deliberately hunt for romantic escapades. She couldn’t use certain tricks to acquire n. Fine—she’d go seek out her current husband, the Monk, now that he was hers—it was fair ga, right?

Thinking of the Monk, Bian Shasha prepared to enter the inner periter. While filling out identity paperwork, she began considering what status to use.

After so thought, she decided against using her old Immortal Sect, and she wouldn’t fall back on her reinstated family lineage either. She settled on using her husband’s na as her status!

When Bian Shasha entered the inner periter, she wrote ‘Mistress of a Monk’ as her title. The Fairy registering identities gave her a peculiar look.

?? A Monk has a wife?

Bian Shasha paid no mind to others’ reactions and confidently strolled into the inner periter. There, she had the chance to watch others fighting monsters—and in searching for her husband, she could admire even more handso n!

At this point in her life, she felt entitled to openly gaze at beautiful n—she didn’t even bother concealing her interest. With so many people focused on observing others battling monsters, why couldn’t she openly watch attractive n defeating monsters?

Oh yeah, they are so skilled—where did these monsters co from? They’re so strong, and these handso n are so amazing, so brave!

Bian Shasha dodged confrontation with remarkable ease, completely unconcerned about her identity being exposed. What’s more, she didn’t care about where her Monk husband was—better not to find him at all. That way, she could openly admire handso n!

Du Jiaolan, however, lacked such freedom of spirit. Upon realizing the Sakura scent might signal danger, she imdiately discarded any clothing items bearing remnants of these floral costics!

To avoid detection, she disguised herself as an old woman, shedding her forr slim figure. To enhance her act further, she posed as a hunchbacked crone. In her current appearance, she attracted no interest from younger passersby.

Her effort to conceal herself ant that even when her beloved was nearby, she dared not lift her gaze to et him.

Why had she joined the organization?

For the first ti, Du Jiaolan felt resentnt toward her fate. She wondered bitterly why her mother had been a mber of the organization.

Raised within its confines from her youngest days, trained in its ways during her confused childhood, she had learned her abilities only to swear loyalty to certain figures.

At the ti, she hadn’t known that her allegiance was not to this country itself!

As she grew older, the truth erged. But it was a truth she couldn’t change. In the years to co, she would remain bound to missions!